The hero always suspects me of cheating [Transmigration Book]

The child kept this action for a long time without moving.

The young man under him had innocent eyebrows and eyes, closed his eyes and breathed steadily, and occasionally muttered an inaudible word, or smacked his mouth a few times, and there were still a little bit of crumbs in the corner of his mouth.

Qi Guanlan wondered how could there be such a person, he bent his arms slightly, relaxed his strength, then bent down, stretched out the tip of his pink tongue, and licked away the debris from the corner of the young man's mouth.

He was never anything clean.

Qi Guanshui pretended to be him to cheat on Goulan Street, and he was doing even more disgusting things behind his back.The young man felt that he was born under the poisonous hands of the bustard all year round, but he never thought about how he used his own blood to turn the group of women he played with against each other and go to war.

Qi Guanlan's subordinates used a little bit of strength.The young man's throat was strangled, and he looked away in some discomfort.

Kill him now.

The child's immature and peaceful face is like a ghost. He dreams of cramped darkness. His delicate and charming faces are densely packed together, whispering, his snow-white and delicate arms are intertwined and overlapped, and his bright pink and tender skirts are covered all over. ground.

Who gave him such pure distress?

He finally let go.

The corners of the young man's mouth were naturally curved, and he was smiling when he was asleep. His short messy hair stuck on the quilt, making countless depressions in the soft brocade.

Qi Guanlan was so engrossed in watching.

From noon to the beginning of the lights, he looked at the young man carefully as if he was looking at something novel and extraordinary.Xing Yang was so stared at that he didn't feel comfortable even in his dreams. He felt uncomfortable for most of the day and was sweating all over his body.

The child wiped the sweat from his chest with one hand, and pushed him twice: "Get up, sleep too much at night and you won't be able to sleep at night."

Xing Yang turned over in a daze, hummed and continued to sleep.

Qi Guanlan resisted licking his sweat and got up to put on his shoes.Xing Yang said confusedly: "Don't run around... Where are you going?"

Qi Guanlan put on his shoes and said, "Go and boil the bath water." He stretched out his fingers to touch Xing Yang's neck, and showed him the sweat on it.There is a little sweat on the fingertips, shining with luster.

Xing Yang couldn't even open his eyes, and hummed again in a foolish way.

The door opened and was gently closed again.

Xing Yang was confused for a while.Qi Guanlan had already woken him up just now, but now that the room was quiet, he became more and more awake, stood up and yawned, moved back a few times and leaned against the wall, and opened Xing Xing notebook.

Xing Yang casually flipped through the words "Shenxu" written on the first page of the book, only to find that the back of the book was blank.He leaned back and sat up straighter. Just as he was about to take a closer look, he was shocked to find that a line of characters appeared out of thin air on the second page of the book!

The invisible pen is sharp and sharp, slowly engraving on the notebook——

'kill him. '

Xing Yang's back was covered with cold sweat, and he only heard a 'click' in his ears, and the wooden window suddenly rang!He was so frightened that he was quick-witted, and he closed the notebook with a quick swipe, and looked over vigilantly.

I don't know which child was playing with throwing stones mischievously. There was a hole in the window paper, and a black stone was lying alone on the window sill.

"Who is it?" Xing Yang opened the window, poked his head out, and looked around.

The dampness of the night gradually came out, and there were only a few guest rooms in the small restaurant on the second floor. Outside the window, there was a thick ginkgo tree surrounded by three people, with some sporadic lights shining through, and the shadow of the tree shone on the ground.

no one.

Soon after, the wooden window was closed and the figure disappeared.

Qi Guanshui showed his face from under the tree roots.He held the tree trunk with one thin hand, and stared at the light with moist black eyes, like an abandoned puppy, silently revealing a little grievance.

The branches and leaves of the old ginkgo were luxuriant, and the old roots protruded from the ground, trembling slightly invisible, even the young ginkgo fruit trembled wildly, and the whole family was almost scared out of their wits.Qi Guanshui thought about the innocent and confused eyes of the young man just now, and couldn't help licking his lips, showing a rather vicious smile, then turned and ran into the darkness.

No one should think about it.